Luyện nghe bài hát Clash of the Elder

I saw
of the nature
I saw the with pride

I saw the
flames of Muspell
I saw the tide

I seek the
The nature of
I and gave my eye

I saw the
Granted the twisted
I the world to die

Ride, of war,
death to the

and axe of blood
Dance us now
Swordsong will to call

"Wonders of my
We a bloodred mound
A thousand to them all"

of vengance
The is a wound
A that bleeds and burns

I saw my
of creators
All for what thus learns

Ride, of war,
to the Vanir

Weapons of
by dwarves
Clouds from the sky

to your knees now
Bow me now
Those who deny die

Spit in this jar of
Those who alligiance
Brave or ready to die

was created
A scent of wits and
of the High

Ride, of war,
death to the